My Mary

My Mary (Album Version) - Willie Nelson

I take a trip every evening strolling down memory lane

I'm walkin' again those old familiar paths and

Dreaming those dreams again

And I can always see my sweetheart

Just as she used to be

Waiting for someone at the garden gate

And I know that someone is me

Big brown eyes and curly hair

And you'd tell that's Mary

Rosy cheeks and ruby lips

Can't you tell that's Mary

Ofttimes in the evening we'd go strolling

Hand in hand together beneath the pepper tree

And I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight

Dreaming of the hours I spent with Mary

Ofttimes in the evening we'd go strolling

Hand in hand together beneath the pepper tree

And I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight

Dreaming of the hours I spent with Mary